Heart Of Darkness Book Novels & Stories

She poured every ounce of her purification light into the obsidian. ​A crack formed. Then another. ​With a sound like a shattering glacier, the obsidian bars burst outward. Elara dove into the chest cavity. ​Inside, the world was a nightmare of shifting shadows. Thick, pulsing veins of corruption hung from the ceiling like weeping willow branches. In the center of the chamber floated the Heart. It was a jagged, pulsing diamond the size of a carriage. It held a swirling, black smoke. That smoke had a face.

He yanked my hair so hard that my scalp felt like it would tear. "You had a good sleep, didn't you? Why wasn't it you who died back then, you venomous bitch?" Adrian shoved me to the floor and continued, "Peggy's baby almost didn't make it. A killer like you should pay the price of your actions." I smirked and stopped struggling. For some reason, I felt surprisingly calm. My heart had been broken years ago, shattered by Adrian's relentless torment. The needle pierced my vein, and blood flowed steadily through the tube. My lips lost all color, turning cracked and pale. My fingers began to tremble, growing weaker as they rested on the bedrail. Gradually, my surroundings started to fade.

The reason my heart beats, the reason I can breathe, the only thing that keeps the darkness from swallowing me whole. The only force strong enough to keep me from becoming the monster the world has made me.

You…" Davidson started, but words deserted him. I am what I had to become to be myself," Brian finished for him. His eyes were unwavering, a challenge and a confession. "This is the cost. This is life. To reign in the daylight, you must have someplace to pine in the darkness. Few people ever see this room. No one has ever seen the journal.". The trust was crushing him with a cosmic weight. It was more intimate than any touch. He was being permitted to gaze into the singularity at the center of the black hole, the secret origin of all that vast gravity.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

She doubted that some eleventh-hour miracle would save her tonight. Christophe reappeared and shed his toweling robe in an untidy heap on the floor. He looked at her, blazing all-male satisfaction, and Lara shrank under the sheet. He stood half in shadow, half in light, the long, muscular planes of his golden body a glorious vision of rampant masculinity, and Lara felt her own hunger stirring, insidious as a secret invader.

She found her loading her rifle. “There are a lot of them out there. It looks like he’s brought his army,” Maggie muttered. Brandon ran to the window. The dark of night was filled with red eyes as far as he could see. It was like a field of rubies reflecting the light of the moon. Tara moved beside Brandon and silently took in the sea of fiery eyes and once again recalled Liam’s words. ‘You have near you very dear souls who, together with you, will be able to stop the evil that has been unleashed.’

As far as I know we are only forbidden to reveal our identity to them, thus I only show myself in disguise. I watched him sleep and every time he is trying to do something bad I try to kill the evil around him. The things are, there are too many evil around him. They love to feed on the bitterness that Harold has in the life he’d been with. The more he harbors it in his heart the stronger they become. We call them Eater, because they only grow when something unholy comes out of the man’s heart. They grow as human desire evil thoughts and even hide anger, lust or any of its kind. Whatever things that are not from the Lord the Eaters were being fed off.

the Light? I think most of us will agree and love both our light and dark sides, because we, as humans, have both of these elements - Light and Darkness. It is up to us which of them we will let overcome the other in our hearts. And no matter if you believe in God, another higher power or you are an atheist, you certainly feel the influence of these two opposing elements in your life many times, especially when you have to make an important decision such as, for example, whether to help someone in need? Should I stop or pass someone indifferently? Take care only for yourself and your own interests, or maybe for common good? It is a popular concept of right or wrong, where right is Light and

He seemed to want to say something but he couldn’t continue or he didn’t want to say. “Carding.” Sounds threatening I said. “I’m starting to get annoyed at you, maybe you don’t want to be to be fired, right? I’m sleepy and I want to sleep, so make this car run so I can go home.” I said irritably. He was still confused when the machine started. I leaned back neatly on the backrest, and closed my eyes. I’m sitting under the big tree at school. With book on my hand, reading alone. I just stopped when someone suddenly pulled me. I’m surprised. The book I was reading fell off and left my belongings on the bench.